Sitting alone at my computer
trying to give wings to words
lost in the pages of my mind
Fighting to set free the trapped birds
typing laboriously still,
fingers often in pain
words losing meaning each day,
Efforts going in vain
but still the voices trudge on
intruding the nerves and veins
pushing me to oblivion
binding me in chains
I doze off in between,
some old song plays on
the monitor lights the night
As life gets lost in moments foregone
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